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Well...Goodbye.

Again, I mean.

It's that time of year again. Time for my yearly pilgrimage to the hippie farm. I'm going to go live in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill in central Texas surrounded by hippies and acoustic music.

I'm going to the Kerrville Folk Festival. It starts this Thursday.
 
Bring back pictures for the "Chicks at shows" thread.
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Splendid idea!


Texas' June heat + drunk Hill Country chicks = :hyper:

There are a definite plentitude of utterly adorable women at the KFF. But I've never gotten the hang of posting pics.

One in particular that I got a pic of last year was pretty gorgeous, amusing, and a bit disturbing.

I went to check in at Staff Central for my shift, and the girl who was signing me in started flirting by proxy. As in :"I've got a friend here on the ranch who would totally be into you. Do you want me to make some arrangements?"

She got as far as basically guaranteeing oral sex from said friend before I could tell her I married. Only a few sentences after that did she bother to mention that the friend in question is a guy.


*crickets*


I'm pretty hopelessly heterosexual. So I had a REALLY difficult time trying to figure out what to say to that. Apparently her friend must really like big bearded guys. I still laugh at the disappointed look she gave me when I said I was straight. I'm sure I've made a lot of women sad by telling them I was straight before, but not in that particular way.
 
There are a definite plentitude of utterly adorable women at the KFF. But I've never gotten the hang of posting pics.

One in particular that I got a pic of last year was pretty gorgeous, amusing, and a bit disturbing.

I went to check in at Staff Central for my shift, and the girl who was signing me in started flirting by proxy. As in :"I've got a friend here on the ranch who would totally be into you. Do you want me to make some arrangements?"

She got as far as basically guaranteeing oral sex from said friend before I could tell her I married. Only a few sentences after that did she bother to mention that the friend in question is a guy.


*crickets*


I'm pretty hopelessly heterosexual. So I had a REALLY difficult time trying to figure out what to say to that. Apparently her friend must really like big bearded guys. I still laugh at the disappointed look she gave me when I said I was straight. I'm sure I've made a lot of women sad by telling them I was straight before, but not in that particular way.

Now there's a story to never tell your kids :D
 
Medically that makes sense.

You tend to get somewhat dehydrated easily in the heat. Less fluids in your body = less blood. Less blood + the same alcohol = more drunk. Less blood to get the same drunkenness = less beer = save money!

But I don't know that anyone has ever done a study. Maybe you could volunteer. But how much of a bummer would it be to be in the control group?

"Oh I'm sorry. You don't get to drink beer and party. You get lemonade and yardwork. But hey. Have fun."

Scary.
 

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